But despite this, Wen Tailai couldn't help it, because the 2 million low-grade spar still far exceeded Wen Tailai's bottom limit. Although Wen Tailai is the son of the deputy suzerain, he usually needs spar in his cultivation. So there was not much spar left for him to squander. This time I came to the auction house, brought all his belongings, and planned to buy other treasures. Naturally, it is impossible to squander too many spars in the star grass.
"Wen Tailai, is there any spar? Wouldn't it be like that?" Zhang Tianhao joked at Wen Tailai.
"hateful!"
Wen Tailai crushed the cup on the table. The look is full of humiliation.
As the son of the Deputy Sect Master of the Hao Xian Sect, he wants the wind to get the wind and rain to get the rain in Hao Xian City. Has ever been so ridiculed. This made him feel extremely aggrieved. But he didn't dare to show it for a while. He was definitely not offended by being able to sit in the VIP box.
"Two million low-grade spar, is there a higher one? This is Stargrass, the stargrass known as the all-purpose grass, but it can't be met. After this village, there will be no such shop." The auctioneer shouted loudly. Tao.
No one bids any more, and the auctioneer is slightly disappointed.
However, the auctioneer was very satisfied with the two million low-grade spar. In the end, a hammer fell, and this star grass belonged to Zhang Tianhao. Someone immediately sent the star grass to the box where Zhang Tianhao was.
Zhang Tianhao looked at the palm-sized, pale red grass. Muttered: "This is the star grass, I have only heard of it in the legend before."
Zhang Tianhao temporarily put away this stellar grass. Continue to watch the next auction. This auction has just begun, and he has won a good thing, and he looks forward to it next.
"Tianhao, you are really a local tyrant! It cost two million low-grade spar to buy a grass?" Liu Jie looked at Zhang Tianhao in surprise.
Zhang Tianhao smiled faintly: "This star grass is a good thing. It may be worthless to people who don’t know the goods, but to me, let alone two million low-grade spars, even three million. I won’t feel bad for the low-grade spar."
Liu Jie looked at Zhang Tianhao a little depressed and said, "Tianhao, why listen to your tone, I'm like the person who doesn't know what you said?"
Mo Qing smiled slightly and said, "Hehe, Liu Jie, you can still hear it yourself! In Tianhao's eyes, aren't you the one who doesn't know the goods?"
Chu Wei also looked at Liu Jie and smiled slightly and said, "I said Brother Liu, don't feel sorry for Tianhao's money. This time, Tianhao didn't make a lot of money in this gambling game. Two million low-grade spars. , It’s just one-eighth."
When Chu Wei reminded him like this, Liu Jie also suddenly remembered that Zhang Tianhao is indeed a local tyrant now! This spar is really nothing to him.
The auctioneer continued to auction another treasure.
"This is the low-grade holy weapon Fire Cloud Sword. For the martial artist of the fire system, it is definitely a treasure, which can be added several times. The starting price is one million low-grade spar." The auctioneer said.
The starting price is extremely expensive. But you know, this is a sacrificial artifact. Sacred artifacts are rare in the Northern Territory. Even the sect masters and deputy sect masters of the major sects used nothing more than low-grade sacred artifacts.
Zhang Tianhao was shocked when he heard that there was an auction sacred artifact at this auction. For the martial artist, the sacred weapon is absolutely unattainable. This auction was even willing to take it out for auction, which really made Zhang Tianhao feel a little weird. However, Zhang Tianhao started all the deputy positions. It can also be regarded as a refiner, although his refiner's level is only one level, but it also allows him to have a vision that surpasses ordinary people.
The aura of this Huoyun sword is a bit disordered. It should have been extremely severely damaged. However, it should have been repaired by a low-level refiner. It's just that the repair is incomplete, and the power of this Fire Cloud Sword is only the original one. Therefore, this Fire Cloud Sword is indeed a low-grade holy artifact. But cheating. Who buys, who is stupid|Force.
Zhang Tianhao shook his head. A light smile appeared on his face. After knowing the details of the Fire Cloud Sword, he felt a lot of people drunk and I was alone.
"Tianhao, this is a holy artifact! Are you going to buy it?" Liu Jie looked at Zhang Tianhao very excited.
Zhang Tianhao shook his head and said, "Forget it, this kind of cheating, let's leave it to the victim!"
Liu Jie looked at Zhang Tianhao in surprise and asked, "Tianhao, what do you mean, why is this Fire Cloud Sword a cheating thing?"
"Hehe, forget it, let's see who will buy this cheating thing." Zhang Tianhao smiled slightly.
But not everyone knows the details of this Fire Cloud Sword. very intense competition. It reached two million low-grade spars in one fell swoop. There is simply no tendency for price growth to stop.
"2.5 million low-grade spar!"
"what!"
Zhang Tianhao was slightly surprised. Because this bid is impressively Wen Tailai.
"Haha, Ben Shao still underestimated you, it seems that you are quite rich." Zhang Tianhao smiled and got an idea.
Soon, the price climbed to three million low-grade spars. The bidder was Wen Tailai. There was a sullen look on his face. Looks like a will. This is normal. Wen Tailai is a practitioner of the fire system. If this Fire Cloud Sword were in his hands, it would definitely be even more powerful.
Although there are many rich gold masters here, there are not many people who can easily take out three million low-grade spars. Soon, there was less competition with Wen Tai Lai.
"3.2 million low-grade spar."
Just when Wen Tailai thought that the Fire Cloud Sword was already in his bag, a light and fluttering voice came from the top of his head. This made Wen Tailai almost vomiting blood. The bidder was the mysterious person in Box No. 10.
"3.3 million low-grade spar!" Wen Tailai gritted his teeth. He almost yelled out this number bitingly.
"3.5 million low-grade spar!" Zhang Tianhao said.
The guests present were a little curious about who the person in this Box No. 10 was, so rich.
"3.8 million low-grade spar!" In order to show his determination, Wen Tailai had already soared the price by 300,000 low-grade spar.
Zhang Tianhao could see that Wen Tailai should be determined to win this Fire Cloud Sword. Therefore, continue to shout: "Four million low-grade spars!"
"Damn it!" Wen Tailai found that this guy seemed to be fighting against himself to the end.
He wanted to give up, but this Fire Cloud Sword was indeed extremely suitable for his practice. Maybe in the future he could encounter other sacred artifacts, but no one can guarantee that he would definitely be able to encounter the fire attribute again. It may be water-based, or metallic, and it is also possible.
"4.5 million low-grade spar." Wen Tailai made a desperate bet.